Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

Since she can obtain advanced equipment that doesn't belong to this world, could we join forces with her to directly drag this war-torn land of China into the ranks of true technological powers decades ahead of schedule?

Gu Zhixing thought about it more and more and it seemed feasible.

Su Wanqing was responsible for providing the hardware and technology that this world couldn't yet manufacture, while he had dedicated his entire life to the nuclear industry and aerospace, possessing a complete theoretical framework and research roadmap in his mind. With the two of them collaborating—one providing the hardware, the other the roadmap—he had no idea how quickly China's technology would advance with this partnership...

Ten years, no five years... maybe even three years, and we could be number one in the world!

He looked at Su Wanqing, his eyes growing brighter and brighter, tears streaming down his face without him even realizing it.

In his past life, his predecessors endured immense hardship, painstakingly calculating data on abacuses on barren land, using the most primitive tools to catch up with the most advanced technology. Many perished along the way, never seeing a better day. But this life is different—he can fight alongside Comrade Su Wanqing, leading this China, patched up yet never fallen, directly onto the fast track, soaring into the sky!

While Su Wanqing was taking Old Man Sun's pulse, she was completely unaware that the young man in the corner had already regarded her as the greatest savior of this era.

Old Zhou excitedly reported from the side, "Old Sun's indicators are improving rapidly throughout the day, it's truly amazing how fast he's progressed! Even the residual damage from radiation in his body is noticeably decreasing! Your skills, young lady, are truly miraculous; you can even treat radiation injuries!"

Many researchers working in the nuclear industry have been exposed to radioactive materials without any protection, resulting in skin ulcers, internal organ failure, and platelet counts dropping to almost zero. In the end, they can only watch helplessly as they bleed from all seven orifices and die.

Even so, these predecessors still fearlessly rushed to the most dangerous places, because in their hearts, the country could not be held hostage, and they were willing to risk their lives to develop the technology.

Professor Lin snorted, then added with a proud look, "Little Su, we've compiled the complete data for your two cases. The data is detailed and the efficacy is definite. Starting today, we'll publish one article every day in international journals to prove to the world that your treatment plan is truly effective. However, starting tomorrow, I'm afraid quite a few reporters will be rushing to interview you."

Su Wanqing sincerely thanked them: "Thank you for your trouble, teacher and Professor Zhou. These are things I should have done myself."

Behind him, a classmate laughed and said, "Dean Su, please don't stand on ceremony with us. It's already a great honor for you to bring us here to witness this historic moment. This is all we should do."

"Exactly, we even got a name on the editorial team; you've really done us a huge favor!"

After taking his pulse, Su Wanqing withdrew her hand and smiled at Old Master Sun: "Old Master Sun, how are you feeling now? Can you stand up directly like before?"

Just now, when the old man heard that they couldn't buy the supercomputer, he was so anxious that he stood up straight out of bed—the scene was practically a medical legend in the world of vegetative state patients, and it scared everyone in the room quite a bit.

Old Sun straightened up and patted his legs with effort: "I can't do it anymore, I can't stand up again. But I feel like I'm recovering very well, I can move my limbs, it's just that my body is still not very responsive, and I still can't feel my head. Also, I'm extremely hungry—I can eat dozens of bowls of porridge a day and it's still not enough, it feels like there's a bottomless pit in my stomach."

With a pound of enhanced spiritual spring water injected into the body every day, it's no wonder one feels hungry.

Su Wanqing took his pulse again, nodded, and turned to the nurse in charge of Old Master Sun's meals, instructing her:

"Old Mr. Sun is recovering very well; it's just a matter of time. Starting tomorrow, liquid food will be discontinued, and we need to replenish his protein and carbohydrates. We'll start serving meat directly—braised pork belly, braised chicken, braised pork hock. Old Mr. Sun can eat whatever he wants, as much as he wants, without limit. But there's one thing: he must eat it with steamed buns and rice, in equal proportions."

The nurse next to her was dumbfounded—this wasn't a meal for a seriously ill patient, it was clearly a meal for a strong laborer! But thinking of the miracle that Su Wanqing had pulled Old Sun back from the brink of death, the nurse didn't dare to utter a word in rebuttal and obediently nodded.

Old Zhou smacked his lips several times, trying to hold back, but finally couldn't help but ask Su Wanqing whether she was a miracle doctor or a quack—who feeds a seriously ill patient who has been bedridden for years like this?

Feeding people so much greasy food like this, can their stomachs handle it?

Old Master Sun's health is so poor... But before he could finish speaking, he swallowed the words back down.

He witnessed Old Sun being pulled back from the brink of death with his own eyes. This girl has the skills, but they're just not scientific... It overturned his understanding of medicine. Oh well, who cares about science or not, as long as the person can be saved.

Old Sun was extremely satisfied. He patted Su Wanqing's hand tremblingly, "You little girl, you really understand me. I've been lying here for years, and I'm tired of living. I dream of being able to have a good meal. If it weren't for the data in my brain that hasn't been processed yet, I would have already..." He waved his hand, but didn't finish his sentence.

Su Wanqing patted his hand with a smile, "Old Sun, just eat as much as you want and take good care of yourself. You'll be working for several more decades, and you'll be able to witness our nuclear submarines being launched and our manned spacecraft going into space, and see China's technology crush the world, with foreigners lining up to beg us to sell them our technology—"

The spring water is plentiful, so you can eat as much as you want without getting sick!

"Hahaha, then I'll take your good wishes, girl!" Old Sun laughed, his voice gaining a bit more strength, then suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Su girl, the nuclear radiation damage I've suffered over the past ten years isn't the worst. There's this old guy in the Northwest who works on nuclear materials; he's even more stubborn than me. He says he won't leave the experimental base until he's cracked the key technologies. I'm afraid that even if he cracks the technology, he'll be close to death. The medicine you gave me this time should also be effective for him..."

Su Wanqing understood immediately and nodded: "Don't worry, I'll rush to make a batch of pills in the next couple of days. They're specially formulated to treat chronic radiation damage. You only need to take them once a day, and they can also help strengthen your body."

It's called a pill, but actually—this thing has no technology, no ruthlessness, and doesn't even contain any medicinal ingredients.

These are all flour balls made from concentrated spiritual spring water and a little flour.

To put it simply, it's about the strength of the cheat/hack.

Of course, there's another advantage to doing this: every time you save someone, you'll gain merit points remotely. Just think about it, those who take these pills are all powerful figures, pillars of the nation! At that point—it'll be like leveling up while lying down, it'll be incredibly awesome!

We'll go back and process them in large quantities. We need to make as much as possible, and distribute them—we'll make sure to give everyone plenty!

"Good, good, good!" Old Sun seemed to have come back to life completely.

Just then—!!